Girl, There's Something Wrong With You - Chapter 22

In the quiet morning light, Cheng Jinyang slowly regained consciousness, realizing it was already 9 a.m.

Princess Sister had long departed, leaving only a lingering fragrance by the pillow.

Well, it’s understandable. After all, Sister Xinnan is quite a busy person.

Getting up from bed, Cheng Jinyang headed to the bathroom to wash up. After finishing brushing his teeth and rinsing, as soon as he left the bathroom, he saw Teacher Li Qingwan standing gracefully at the bedroom door, wearing a serene smile.

In her hand was a sharp blade.

Cheng Jinyang: !!!

Wait, I forgot about the dream I had last night!

According to the usual rule, if you accidentally stumble into a girl’s dream the night before, she’ll definitely come knocking early the next morning. Some are so eager they might even come over during the night.

The handgun… Oh no! It’s tucked away in the crevice behind the bedside table!

Cheng Jinyang estimated the distance from himself to the bed with the corner of his eye, then recalled Li Qingwan’s speed.

No good!

With Teacher Li’s combat skills, I’m at a significant disadvantage in this cramped space. Even if I use gravity to fling her to the ceiling, she could just leap up with a high kick and crush my head.

“Qingwan, ah,” he asked with a forced smile, “why are you here? And why are you holding a knife? Come, come, put it down…”

As he walked slowly towards her, the algorithm was also processing in his mind. At any sign of movement from Li Qingwan, he would immediately use gravity to pull her backwards towards the door, while jumping out the window to escape and call for help.

However, Li Qingwan simply raised the knife and, under Cheng Jinyang’s tense gaze, slowly placed it against her own neck.

Then, smiling gently, she dragged her wrist and slowly cut through flesh, revealing her opened windpipe and spine—never wrinkling her brow throughout the entire process.

Cheng Jinyang: ………

He saw her wrist lower again, the sharp blade still dripping blood, while the wound on her neck was slowly healing.

“Jinyang,” Li Qingwan said gently, “I think… we’ve known each other for some time now. Perhaps we should keep some harmless secrets for each other, what do you think?”

“Qingwan,” Cheng Jinyang calmed down and spoke seriously, “I’ll be honest with you. I don’t have many virtues, but I do keep my promises. People even call me ‘the lad with no secrets to tell’. Have you ever seen me flaunt someone else’s secrets in front of you or anyone else?”

“Heh, Jinyang,” Li Qingwan smiled softly, “I believe I can trust you. However…”

She turned the blade around again, firmly inserting it into her abdomen:

“But, please know, Jinyang. I’m not the kind of woman you can easily deceive with a few earnest promises. If we can’t come to an agreement on this, ensuring mutual trust… ”

“What would happen?” Cheng Jinyang asked seriously.

“Two corpses buried, our reputations destroyed. That’s all,” Li Qingwan put away her smile.

Her eyes stared unwaveringly at Cheng Jinyang. This woman, who could endure countless acts of self-harm and self-torture… her words now seemed earnest.

If she found no better solution, she would kill Cheng Jinyang to protect her secret. With the clan leader dead, the Shendu Cheng clan would lose hope of preserving their noble status. They would not peacefully let go of this with the Longxi Li clan, and would undoubtedly pursue and seek to punish the real killer to the end, potentially involving her father, an ordinary clansman.

So, she would wield the knife and commit suicide, leaving behind a “last words” message to the Longxi Li clan. With the murderer dead on the spot, it would block the Shendu Cheng clan from seeking trouble with the Longxi Li clan, avoiding involving her father in this.

Upon hearing “our reputations destroyed,” Cheng Jinyang understood the woman’s crazy plan: to force me to die with dignity.

To be honest, what he feared most was that the other party would not say a word and would directly do it, making it difficult for him to explain clearly.

Since she didn’t directly attack, it was something to talk about.

So, Cheng Jinyang calmly sat down beside the bed and smiled and said, “Okay, let’s talk. You put the knife down first.”

Li Qingwan looked at him silently, and then put the knife away.

“In this way, let’s talk about…” Cheng Jinyang patted the side, indicating that she could sit closer to him.

………………

Li Qingwan: ???

Sleeping with you can increase blood concentration? Are you kidding me?

“Jinyang.” After a moment of silence, Li Qingwan smiled gently, “I understand now.”

“If you want to marry me, that’s fine. I’ll discuss it with my father. Although we are from the Five Great Families, my father and I aren’t too demanding of the groom…”

“Wait a moment.” Cheng Jinyang quickly interrupted her, “Why did you understand it as marriage?”

“Because you said so,” Li Qingwan smiled softly, “Once we unite as a family, we’ll have shared interests and… secrets. I don’t see a problem with that.”

“No,” Cheng Jinyang explained, “I meant sleeping! Sleep, you know?”

He placed his hands together on his cheek, making a gesture of sleep.

“Yes,” Li Qingwan looked a bit confused, “Isn’t sleeping something married couples do together?”

“Or,” her expression suddenly turned dangerous, “are you suggesting… before marriage?”

“Of course not!” Cheng Jinyang quickly crossed his hands in an ‘X’ shape, “I’m not that kind of person! Alright, let me explain again, this ‘sleeping’ has no hidden meanings, just regular sleep.”

Li Qingwan stared at him expressionlessly.

“I’m serious,” she sighed, “Even if you said sleeping with you could increase blood concentration, it would still be something to do after marriage…”

“I already told you I’m not trying to get you into bed,” Cheng Jinyang said in despair, leaning back, “Come on.”

Li Qingwan: ?

“Sleeping,” Cheng Jinyang patted the bed next to him, “Lie down, close your eyes. You’ll see once you really enter the dream.”

Following his words, Li Qingwan lay back without suspicion. On one hand, she was confident in her own abilities; on the other, she felt he might be telling the truth.

They lay with their eyes closed for about fifteen minutes.

Suddenly, Cheng Jinyang opened his eyes.

Oh no! He couldn’t fall asleep!

“Are you asleep?” he whispered.

“No,” Li Qingwan kept her eyes closed, clearly not letting her guard down, “You’re not asleep either.”

Cheng Jinyang: …………..

Once again, he realized a more serious issue:

First, to gain her trust, he had to bring her into his dream personally.

Second, until she completely trusted him, she wouldn’t dare to sleep—fearing he might slip away if she did.

These two created a logical paradox. She couldn’t sleep because she didn’t trust him, so she couldn’t enter his dream, thus she couldn’t trust him enough to sleep.

Cheng Jinyang slapped his forehead again!

Wait, how did the previous girls solve the “lack of trust” issue?

Ah Zhi had an engagement with him, so she had no motive to kill him; Miss Wang reasoned out the secret herself; Qingqing and Yang Wangshu relied partly on Wang Wanrou’s prestige to sleep together; and Cui Xiaoniang happened to encounter a war where he saved her life.

So the answer was simple:

“How about this?” Cheng Jinyang suggested, “I’ll call Wanrou to come and vouch for me?”